"Naked House Cleaning"
When I was 16 I went to a private school, because at the public school my
grades were horrible and I couldn't concentrate. It was a big soap opera
there, no time for studies. I was more concerned with being "popular" than
with anything else. What a joke.
Anyway this private school was small, with about 25 kids maximum at any
time. There was a 13 year old named Ben who I made friends with right away.
He was short, small, and very cute. He had a temper, though, and his smooth
babyface would turn bright red when the teachers would tell him what to do
sometimes. Ben actually could get real obnoxious.
We both liked heavy metal, though, and soon we were hanging out. Ben's dad
was wealthy and pretty much let him run wild. Ben could be out drinking at
2 AM and he would allow it. In fact, one night we were doing that exact
thing and all his dad had to say was "Have fun? Don't sleep too late, you
have to go to your Grandmother's tomorrow".
The third time I'd spent the weekend there came around, and we we both
stumbled in the house at about 2:30 A.M. Ben had a huge waterbed and we
both slept there. Honestly, you could fit 5 people in that thing. I was 16
at the time, and was no shrimp(almost 6' and 165 pounds).
Anyway, Ben quickly stripped down to his briefs and plopped into bed, with
a wicked beer buzz I might add. I decided to sleep in my clothes. About an
hour and a half after we crashed out, I woke up feeling totally hot and
claustrophobic. I stripped naked, and went back to sleep. Then I had to
take a piss a little later. Instead of even putting my shorts on, I just
trekked right down the staris in the nude. I must have been drunk. Ben's
dad was in there and was just walking out as I arrived to the bathroom. He
saw me totally naked and didn't say a word. I pee'd and went back to bed.
I woke up naked, but didn't want Ben to know so I kept under the covers.
When he left to go piss, I got dressed. Ben and I hung out all day. We went
to the movies, played video games, etc. typical teenage boy stuff. That
night we didn't get drunk, instead we stayed in and played Nintendo. The
next day (Sunday) something unreal happened.
Ben and I had pancakes for breakfast and sort of made a mess with the
syrup. More like BEN made a mess. He left puddles of Aunt Jemima on the
floor, along with a few handfuls of crumbs. He spilt some milk on the
floor, too. I should have offered to help clean, but I didn't want to look
like a square. A half hour later, Ben's dad found the result of his
pancake adventure.
"Bennnnnn! Get in here and clean this mess NOW!" he roared.
Ben protested that he would after I went home, but that was a fat chance.
"Now!" his dad exclamed again.
No prob, I thought I'd wait and watch TV while he cleaned. Instead, Ben
sood up and took off his shirt. Then his shoes and socks, then his
jeans. Underwear clad, I asked what he was doing.
"We do housework a little different around here" he said while rolling his
eyes.
With that, he dropped his briefs, stepped out of them, and marched fully
nude into the hallway closet where he loaded up a bucket with kitchen
clensers, a sponge, and a mop. I was rock-hard by the idea of this. A few
minutes passed when I tiptoed over to the hall where I might catch a
glimpse. Ben was filling the bucket with hot water. He then went to work,
mopping and scrubbing and wiping away all the syrup. In a beautiful naked
trance, he scurried from wall to wall. He scrubbed on his hands and
knees. He knelt up atop the kitchen counter. He let me watch it all. Ben's
dad was now upstairs taking a nap. Neither of us said a word, but I
couldn't take it much longer. My dick was throbbing!
"I'm gonna take a shower" I said.
"Sure, go ahead" he mumbled back.
I went in the bathroom and turned the water on. My dick jumped like a cobra
out of a basket. It took but several pumps on my shaft for me to burst with
hot globs. The whole time I though of Ben, wet and dirty, cleaning the
floor in his birthday suit.
To this day, just thinking about this gives me a stiffy.